Everyone in the world came for benefits, and everyone in the world went there for benefits. In the face of huge benefits, there was no lack of people who would take risks out of desperation, so people had to be careful.
This was a very simple way of thinking, but it was also a cruel fact. It made people feel ironic and sad, but this was human nature, the most difficult to guess and the most vulnerable human nature!
If they were in the same situation, they would also kill without hesitation. There was no right or wrong, it was just a matter of benefits.
Ding Ning quietly led the crowd to move slightly, just enough for the reinforcements from both sides to arrive at the same time. He also created the illusion that the Black Blood Race was surrounded, forcing the Black Blood Race to fight desperately. Therefore, a tragic battle broke out under Ding Ning's ingenious arrangement.
There were thousands of Demon Race reinforcements, but there were less than a hundred peak-stage Demon Kings, and most of them were powerhouses at the intermediate and advanced stage of Demon King, which was considered a powerful force.
However, the Black Blood Race came out in full force. Although there were only six to seven hundred of them, and their cultivation was mixed, the number of powerhouses far exceeded that of the reinforcements who were fence-sitters. There were dozens of Half-step God powerhouses, and there were more than 300 peak-stage Demon Kings.
Therefore, as soon as the battle started, the Demon Race reinforcements were killed like wheat stubble, and a bloody path was created.
Ding Ning and the other Demon Kings had already discussed it. They were shouting in the crowd, and it seemed like they were fighting fiercely, but in fact, they did not contribute much, and used this to wear down the strength of the Demon Race reinforcements.
The Black Blood Clan didn't expect that the men in black from before would be completely annihilated. After plunging into the "encirclement", they had the intention to retreat. They gathered all their strength and wanted to kill a bloody path to escape.
However, they did not expect the Demon Race to be so weak, and they killed more than a hundred of them as soon as they appeared. Instantly, their confidence was boosted, and they were no longer in a hurry to escape. Instead, they roared and slaughtered wantonly as if they were injected with stimulants.
The Demon Race reinforcements secretly complained. They did not expect the Black Blood Race to be so powerful, and they caused so many casualties as soon as they appeared. No wonder the Winged Alliance asked them for help.
However, it had to be said that although they had suffered heavy casualties in this round of killing, it had also made the reinforcements of the Demon Clan feel a sense of common hatred. If they could not annihilate these black-blooded foreign races, the entire Demon Territory would be enslaved by them, and they would not be able to escape.
As a result, the reinforcements fought back, desperately stabilized the situation, and began a crazy counterattack. However, the difference in strength was too great, and the Demon Clan reinforcements kept falling.
It was not until the sky gradually brightened and Ding Ning estimated that it was about time that he secretly transmitted his voice. The Demon Kings, who had been doing nothing, finally showed their real strength and began a sharp counterattack.
The battle reached its climax in an instant. The Black Blood Clansmen, who had been fighting for most of the night, were overly exhausted. Caught off guard, they were killed by this quietly recuperating force like rain.
This was especially true for He Xiang, a true pericelestial Ranker. He was filled with hatred. If it wasn't for the bewitchment of these black-blooded bastards, why would the disciples he had personally taught stab him in the back? How could the clansmen betray them?
His strength was already enough to crush his enemies, and after half a night of rest, his wounds had basically healed. The Sword Manipulation Technique was performed by him in an unpredictable manner, quietly harvesting the lives of the Half-step Transcendent Black Blood Warriors. It was a one-sided massacre.
As the Demi Pericelestial warriors of the Black Blood Race fell one after another, the spirit of the Monster Race soared. The Black Blood Race was forced to retreat. If it wasn't for the eight Demi Pericelestial warriors joining hands to stop He Xiang's attack, the Black Blood Race would've been defeated a long time ago.
Although it could not be said that the outcome of the battle had been decided, the defeat of the black-blooded people was only a matter of time. Instead, Ding Ning secretly raised his vigilance.
Old Donkey hadn't made a move yet, which meant that the Dark Blood Man definitely had a trump card that he hadn't used yet. Otherwise, he wouldn't have schemed to force the Dark Blood Man to this extent.
Sure enough, as the black-blooded man had nowhere to run,
The leader finally couldn't take it anymore and released a red signal flare towards the sky.
Roar!
A terrifying pressure rose up, like the power of the heavens, causing people to tremble from the depths of their souls.
Everyone was shocked, and their faces turned pale as they looked towards the direction where the pressure was rising. He Xiang's expression changed drastically, and he screamed, "A Demonic Insect of the Demonic Transformation level."
"Don't worry, everyone. Someone will naturally deal with it. Now, let's kill all these black-blooded bastards together."
Ding Ning's clear voice suddenly sounded, easing the pressure and fear in everyone's hearts. As long as there was someone to deal with the Demonic Transformation level insect, what was there to be afraid of?
However, everyone reacted very quickly, and their faces had a strange expression. Where did the Demonic Transformation level expert from the Myriad Demon Territory come from to fight against the Demonic Transformation level insect? How did Ding Ning know?
Especially the Patriarch of the Winged Clan, for the first time, he started to doubt Ding Ning's background. Was he really from the Great Wilderness? Who was standing behind him?
Boom!
A series of earth-shattering noises came from afar. The Demonic Transformation level insect was indeed stopped by someone, and it let out an angry roar.
That terrifying battle power seemed to be able to destroy the world, and it made everyone tremble with fear even from afar.
Hiss!
Ding Ning did not have time to explain. In order to end the battle as soon as possible and reduce casualties, he summoned the Spider God to join the battle.
The black-blooded people were already at a disadvantage, and their trump card was stopped by an unknown expert. They were in a state of panic, and the Spider God's participation in the battle was like the straw that broke the camel's back. It caused their morale to collapse, and they fled in all directions, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves.
However, Ding Ning was already prepared to kill them all, so he would not allow them to escape. The dense army of demonic insects emerged from all directions, and they surrounded the battlefield so tightly that not even a drop of water could escape.
The black-blooded people had nowhere to run, and in their desperation, they stimulated the ruthlessness in their bones. As the saying goes, an army with righteous indignation is bound to win. Once these foreign races were determined to die, their combat power suddenly increased, and they attacked crazily without caring about the consumption of energy. In a short period of time, they suppressed the demon race, and Demon Kings died one after another.
The spider silk in the Spider God's mouth was like a waterfall, and it took away the lives of the black-blooded people one after another.
He Xiang's sword light flashed, and he crazily slaughtered these crazy black-blooded people of the foreign races.
Ding Ning kept his eyes on the leader of the black-blooded people, and he was always on guard against him spreading the plague curse like the leader of the black-blooded people before. This was because among so many people present, he was the only one who looked completely human.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The sound of self-destruction was heard one after another, and black-colored blood and screams rose and fell. However, unexpectedly, it was not the Demon Kings who were self-destructing this time, but the black-blooded people who were at the end of their rope.
This wave of self-destruction took away the lives of more than ten Demon Kings in an instant, and Ding Ning was furious. However, there was nothing he could do. After all, self-destruction was extremely powerful, and it was not easy to avoid it in time.
What comforted him was that the two Divine Transformation Stage experts, the Spider God and He Xiang, had taken measures in time. They were no longer focused on killing people, and instead, they kept their eyes on the black-blooded people who were in a precarious situation. As soon as they saw any signs of self-destruction, they would immediately kill them so that they could not self-destruct.
Although the leader of the black-blooded people was a half-step Divine State expert, and he was extremely powerful, he was still surrounded by danger under the joint attack of the Patriarch of the Winged Clan and Zi Que 'er. He could not even take care of himself.
If it was not for the fact that the two of them had received Ding Ning's voice transmission and that they were afraid of his Plague Curse, they would have killed him on the spot.
As the black-blooded people fought with their lives, the situation of the battle became horrifying again. Although the Spider God and He Xiang were trying their best to stop them, they could not completely stop the self-destruction of the black-blooded people. The sound of self-destruction rose and fell, and from time to time, some Demon Kings would be killed along with them.
Ding Ning felt terrible as he watched the familiar faces disappear one after another. He held the two maces in his hands and spread them wildly.
Kill!
Clang! Clang!
Roar!
The horrifying battle lasted until noon before it basically stopped. Other than the leader of the black-blooded people who was still struggling at death's door, the rest of the black-blooded people were all killed.
However, the price they paid was extremely heavy. There were less than fifty Demon Kings who survived, and most of them were injured and exhausted.
Ding Ning did not dare to be careless at all. He sent a voice transmission to them to stay away from the battlefield so that they would not be affected by the curse of the leader of the black-blooded people.
Everyone retreated far away, even He Xiang and the Spider God were forced to retreat. Only the Winged Clan's Patriarch, Zi Que 'er, and Ding Ning were left at the scene.
The black-blooded people's leader was already suppressed by the two of them. Now that Ding Ning had joined the battle, the pressure on him increased tremendously. In his panic, the Winged Clan's Patriarch sliced his body in half.
"Retreat!"
Ding Ning shouted, afraid that the black-blooded people's leader would release the plague.
The Winged Clan's Patriarch and Zi Que 'er retreated without hesitation. They left the battle and stopped a thousand meters away.
"Oh no, Ding Ning did not retreat."
After standing still, Zi Que 'er realized that Ding Ning did not retreat with them. She could not help but cry out, and her expression changed.
The Winged Clan's Patriarch's gaze was deep, and he said softly, "Since he did not retreat, he must have a way to deal with it."
Zi Que 'er suddenly thought of the Nirvana Flames. She nodded in agreement and stared at Ding Ning with her beautiful eyes.
Ding Ning's claws were like the Grim Reaper's scythe, and they never left the black-blooded people's leader's throat. The black-blooded people's leader, who was already severely injured, did not even have time to heal himself. He roared furiously like a trapped beast.
Ding Ning had to admit that a skinny camel was still bigger than a horse. The strength of a half-step pericelestial expert was so powerful that it was terrifying. Even the black-blooded people's leader, who was severely injured, could not be taken down in a short time.
Of course, this had a lot to do with the fact that he was constantly on guard against the black-blooded people's leader releasing the plague curse.
"Do you think you can kill us just like that? Hehehe, we're immortal beings. Very soon, we'll be back. "
The black-blooded people's leader's eyes were eerie, and he had a crazed look on his face. He let out a creepy laugh.
Ding Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly scolded himself for being stupid. He could not help but smile coldly. "Perhaps others can be resurrected through the Reincarnation Road, but it's impossible for you."
The black-blooded people stopped in their tracks, and their expression changed drastically. They stared at Ding Ning with their eyes wide open in fear. "Who are you? How do you know about the Reincarnation Road? "
Ding Ning grinned, and the pair of machetes in his hands instantly turned into Sky's Destroyer. While the black-blooded people's leader was distracted, Ding Ning chopped off his head with one slash. Then, he continued to wave the Sky's Destroyer, and with a sky full of saber light, he tore the black-blooded people's leader into a thousand pieces.
"Idiot, I know a lot more. Now that your soul has been destroyed, and your Reincarnation Road has been cut off, let's see how you're going to come back. Do you really think you're Big Big Wolf?"
Ding Ning took out the Fire Egg to protect himself, and opened his Third Eye. After confirming that the black-blooded people's leader's soul had been destroyed before he could even release the plague curse, Ding Ning heaved a sigh of relief and murmured softly.
The Divine Talisman of Annihilation was really a good thing. It could destroy everything, including the opponent's soul.
Actually, the black-blooded people's leader was also very aggrieved. Although he had awakened the pure bloodline of the Black Blood Plague Tribe, he was reincarnated after all. Perhaps it was the suppression of the Kun Peng's will that caused people like him to lose the ability to release the plague curse, and he could only release it with his remaining rationality at the moment of death.
Ding Ning's words had disrupted his state of mind. Then, Ding Ning decisively tore him into a thousand pieces and destroyed his soul, causing him to be destroyed before he could even release his final killing move.
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